Itachi did not answer.
He wanted to know the answer even more than Kisame.
After the Uchiha Clan Massacre, only he and Sasuke remained as clan members in Konoha.
Although Obito also possesses the Sharingan, it's impossible for all four people in front of him to be Obito.
Especially Madara and Izuna.
Both of their faces can be found in the files left behind by the Uchiha.
"Fake."
Itachi stared into four pairs of eyes.
"It must be some kind of disguise."
Upon hearing this, Ban let out a cold laugh.
"They can't even distinguish the eyes of their own people."
" The Uchiha has actually fallen into the hands of someone like this."
The three Tomoe in Itachi's eyes changed rapidly.
The Tomoe comma-shaped ornaments) are connected to form a Mangekyō pattern.
An even stronger power emanated from his eyes.
"Whether it's a disguise or not, we'll know once we try."
Kisame's tense body finally relaxed a little when he saw Itachi activate his Mangekyō.
Itachi knew very well how powerful his Mangekyō Sharingan was.
Amaterasu.
Tsukuyomi.
Any kind of Dojutsu can instantly change the course of a battle.
Seeing this, Zhang Yu raised his hands and clapped a few times.
"Good."
"And Mangekyō."
"You scared me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three Tomoe in his eyes spun simultaneously.
The pattern of the Eternal Kamui Mangekyō then appeared.
The Tomoe in Madara's eyes are also connected together.
His Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan appeared before Itachi.
Izuna and Indra did not pause.
Both of their three- Tomoe also changed.
All four pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan activated simultaneously once again.
boom!
The power of his pupils pressed down on the entire hall.
The cups on the table shattered one after another.
The weasel's Mangekyō suddenly contracted.
His mind went completely blank for a moment.
Having a pair of Mangekyou Mangekyō is already a rare power for the Uchiha.
Four pairs appeared before them at the same time.
The pressure from Ban's pupils made his eyes ache.
Indra merely glanced at him, and the Chakra within his body ceased to flow.
Izuna stood at the door, not making a move, but those Mangekyō were not a disguise either.
What Itachi couldn't understand the most was Zhang Yu.
He had never seen that kind of Mangekyō pattern in the records of the Uchiha Clan.
His pupil power was no weaker than anyone else's.
Kisame gripped Samehada, remaining motionless.
The anger on his face had long since vanished.
Four pairs of Mangekyō.
One of them is suspected to Madara Uchiha.
In this situation, breaking through is out of the question.
They didn't even have the right to resist.
How do we fight this?
For the first time, Kisame felt that Samehada on his back was completely meaningless.
Zhang Yu waited for a while, but seeing that Itachi and Kisame didn't react, he quickly lost interest.
Even four pairs of Mangekyō couldn't withstand it.
"It's pointless."
He put away his Sharingan and turned to walk towards the bar.
"This is a matter for the Uchiha clan."
"You handle the spots."
Take him to the backyard.
A smile appeared on Ban's face.
"Leave it to me."
The weasel immediately retreated.
But the space behind him had already been sealed off by Madara.
Ban grabbed his shoulder.
Just as Itachi tried to break free, his legs were pinned down by a force that prevented him from moving.
"What are you up to?"
"Let me teach you some Uchiha rules."
Madara grabbed Itachi by the scruff of his neck and dragged him directly to the backyard.
The weasel's feet left two marks on the ground.
He tried to raise his Hand Seals, but Madara grabbed his wrist with his other hand.
Kisame wanted to help.
Indra merely glanced at him, and he sat back down.
The backyard gate was quickly closed.
Less than half a minute later, a scream came from inside.
"Ah!"
The guests in the lobby all shrank back.
A few minutes later, there was another series of muffled thuds.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The weasel's screams grew louder with each passing moment.
Izuna did not enter the backyard.
He moved a chair over and sat by the door to listen.
Each time the screams stopped, he would raise his hand and knock on the door.
"Brother Ban."
"Don't stop."
Soon, the sound of a weasel echoed from the backyard again.
Who are you?!
"You can't even recognize Madara Uchiha?"
He deserves to be hit.
Bang!
You are not him!
"You dare talk back?"
Bang!
[bite!]
[Temporary quest triggered.]
[Mission Name: Uchiha Internal Dispute ]
[Initial reward: 20,000 gold coins.]
Upon seeing the prompt, Zhang Yu immediately sat up straight.
Another scream came from the backyard.
[ Uchiha Internal Dispute have increased.]
[Task rewards are now stacking.]
Zhang Yu picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip.
This is hardly a matter of dealing with Uchiha Itachi.
It's clearly making money for him.
The noise from the backyard never stopped all morning.
As soon as Itachi quieted down for a moment, Madara would change his approach and continue to discipline him.
System notifications continued to appear.
[ Uchiha Internal Dispute have increased.]
[Task rewards continue to accumulate.]
[ Uchiha Internal Dispute have increased.]
[Task rewards continue to accumulate.]
The guests in the lobby came and went in waves.
Only Kisame remained seated in the same spot.
He dared not leave.
They didn't dare to move.
He placed the Samehada at his feet and never picked it up again.
Whenever screams came from the backyard, his body would tense up.
The morning passed, Kisame's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Zhang Yu came out from behind the bar and poured him a glass of water.
"Take it easy."
"This is a matter within the Uchiha Clan."
"It's none of your business."
Kisame held the water glass with both hands, not daring to utter a single word.
The calmer Zhang Yu's tone, the more flustered he became.
This statement doesn't sound like reassurance at all.
It was more like telling him that after the Uchiha family affairs were settled, he would be the next person dragged into the backyard.
Zhang Yu almost burst out laughing when he saw Kisame Hoshigaki sitting in the corner.
Kisame hasn't changed his posture since just now.
Keep your back straight.
Place your hands on your knees.
Keep your legs together.
Even their breathing was deliberately made softer.
He placed Samehada obediently at his feet, not daring to touch the hilt of the sword.
This was the first time Zhang Yu had ever seen Kisame so well-behaved.
This guy has been wandering the Shinobi World for many years, killing his comrades and his superiors.
Later, when he joined the Akatsuki, he didn't show much fear when facing Obito, who called himself Madara Uchiha.
But today is different.
Anyone in the tavern could easily subdue him.
Indra released only a small amount of Chakra before pressing him back into the chair.
The simultaneous activation of all four Mangekyō Sharingan completely deterred him from even making a move.
As for Madara Uchiha in the backyard...
Kisame listened to the screams, his grip on the water glass tightened.
Bang!
Another muffled thud came from the backyard.
Immediately afterwards, Itachi's scream rang out.
"Ah!"
Kisame's body trembled slightly.
A few drops of water spilled from the glass.
Zhang Yu sat down opposite him and asked, "Are you cold?"
"It's not cold."
Kisame immediately shook his head.
"The temperature in the tavern is just right."
"Then why are you shaking?"
"I wasn't shaking."
Kisame looked down at his hand.
The water glass was still gently swaying.
He immediately put the cup back on the table and then placed his hands on his knees.
"I've just been sitting for a bit too long."
Zhang Yu nodded.
"I see."
The sound came from the backyard again.
"Can you still stand up?"
These are spots.